Sleepy Fox Hollow Drags me under, takes me home.

He looked down at the broken feather for a pensive moment, and lifted his attention to Elfie when he spoke. The boy had a good point, although Mou was still sad. He reached carefully for the feather and with a little tug, fully severed one half from the other and then offered the larger half to Elfie - placing it down before the boy. He licked the dry taste from his lips and smiled.